“Then why have you chosen to be with me rather than any of them?” She pointed to the door. “The women outside are not only beautiful, they are older, wiser, and richer. Then why am I…” He planted his mouth on her, silencing her. “Stop talking.” “But…” “None of those women are you. You are beautif
When she opened her eyes, Rodrigo was leaning over her, watching her. “Fuck. The sight of you like this is never going to get old!” He cradled her face in his palms. “Jade, if you want me to stop, then you need to say the words now. Else I’m going to take you right here, right now.” She dragged hi
She pulled his face down and kissed his cheek. “Move. I’m fine now.” He began to move, slowly, gently, at first. But she wanted him wild and uninhibited. “More… I need more,” she said, scraping her nails down his back. “Don’t hold back, please.” His thrusts became wilder then, faster. More franti
Rodrigo galloped faster and faster on his horse. He was riding a sprightly mare named Hera. She was stark white and so beautiful. An absolute pleasure to ride. He loved that his stud farm covered acres of land, allowing him to ride for miles without any probing eyes. And he did ride, every single da
He led her inside the house to where a breakfast spread was laid out on the dining table. Her eyes fell on the pitcher of orange juice, and she beamed at him. She filled a glass for herself and took a sip. “So yum,” she said, licking her lips. He stared at her, unable to take his gaze off her lush
He chuckled, his fingers still stroking her hair. “Of course I do. But I can’t wear jeans to work. My clients and staff will think I’ve lost the plot.” “Ooh, imagine if you wore a t-shirt to an important client meeting,” she giggled, “Oh! It would be so much fun shocking them.” “Absolutely not,” h
“Better, I’ll show you.” He dragged her off his lap and out the back of the house to the front of the stables, where a groom was waiting with Xerxes. She rushed to the horse, taking his reins. “Hi, handsome. What are you doing here?” The groom tied Xerxes to a pole and left them with a nod. Rodrig
She cupped his face. “You really do have trust issues.” He lowered his mouth, but she turned and pushed him against the cold tiles, turning on the shower. They were drenched in seconds. She studied him through her wet lashes. “Take everything off.” He didn’t need to be told twice. When he was bar